[Intro Urthboy]
Dr Seuss was a hat man
Snapback cap with a crack clan
A mad man, he was a rap fan
Capped by the name of that chap Sam
A million miles off the track, man
All the way to the planets and back to land
A paintbrush talented a tap dance
On the wharf in the skin of a trap lamp, damn
Back down in Blacktown
We sat round and rapped round
Rhymed till they wrapped round a tree
And in the background of the rap round's
Was a track sound and when that wound
It self back round it was 45 to 33
Drop the track, pow!
[Verse 1 Tongue]
It's east Sydney Makaveli, puffing on the hybrid
You would have seen this coming if you'd listen to the psychics
Cause I was simply destined to be touching all these mics kid
History books will tell you nobody can do it like him
My life can get dramatic, I'm preforming at the Opera House
Rapping in Cambodia, Home crowd, Big Day Out
Guess I really did it, traded these plane tickets for lyrics
Never photoshopped my image, just maintained the vision
Yeah for a moment like this, the day the world recognised a young man's gift
Made this kid feel special like one last kiss
Now I'm at terminal 4, black sun-gla**es
Bout to rock this tour with my closest friends
If the album's number 1 then we all get a Benz
If it's in the top 40 find us drinking at the Townie
Celebrate today as the night falls around me
[Verse 2 L-Fresh]
The streets are darker than the chalkboard you're writing on
There's no excuses in this life so I'm fighting on
They say there's a little bit of light inside us all
But the flame inside my heart is more like a fire-storm
I got the hunger in my belly, it's very evident
Never believing what thieves on telly be telling men
My element is the question everything they are selling them
So I paint a picture, words are skin deep like melanin
And I guess your raps are albino
I breathe life when I inhale and exhale like Chino
My thoughts precise tryna find wisdom like Nemo
To write a essay you don't need to be latino
Mankind needs another prophet like casinos
Cause human beings follow trends like Twitter and Bebo
Facebook'ing, your faith's looking for a soul
A puzzle with a missing piece can never be whole
[Hook 1 Ozi Batla, L-Fresh, The Tongue, Urthboy]
[Verse 3 Solo]
They call me Kid Solo
I move slow-mo and spit rapid fire
Shutting the s**ers up like a pacifier
Sydney sider, inner-west resider
Town crier, insider, info provider
The live wire, gunning for higher with these white liers
Leading the kids astray like the Pied-Piper
Whole life on a web just like a spider
These drama queens should quit rapping and go to nighter
Jameson and Dry up in the rider
Got me throwing up in the street like a graffiti writer
Like Lupi said, I'm a lover not a fighter
So nah, I ain't saying I did, or well I mighta
As we now approach the final decider
Safe to say the situation looking kinda dier
Throw up a fist or ignite your lighter
Come make noise for the rhyming spider
And it goes like
[Verse 4 Ozi Batla]
I got love for the music, love for the fanbase
Love for friendships that began with a handshake
Love for bandmates and cats I collab with
And all the talent I got up in the lab with
Or ad-lib with mad kids after a show
Beatboxing in the carpark just to hear their flow
Sounds weird I know, but they're the best moments
And if there's respect then it's best that you show it
There's never a better time cause yo I'm blessed
And you came to hear me get these rhymes off my chest
Now yes yes, let's extend this to real life
Try to express in words what this love feels like
It's like a Jerrycan and a raised up lighter
Maybe, fate gives a break to a fighter
I might be sentimental, but yo that's fundamental
If you don't feel nothing then it's a waste of instrumental
[Verse 5 Urthboy]
Yo can feel the tension in the air
That beats a sweat dripping from his forehead
Course he don't want to be there
He got it after all he got himself into that situation
Now they bang for his blood, all he got to say
Dr Seuss y'all
Still they keep persisting and interrogating
Asking him the question that he keep reflecting
(???) the accusations to the best of his knowledge
He's unaware, Dr Seuss y'all
He don't know that he can see, it will be like
Smoking a leaves and broken at least smoking a spiff
Filled with a fire and hoping for rain
Till they particitate the same position to gain
He doesn't recall, yo it's like Dr Seuss y'all
It's like we on the sales, (?) and sunsets
I'm not really sure, I forget, so he raised a sweat
An elefant man, he never forgets
[Hook 2 Solo, Ozi Batla, The Tongue, L-Fresh, Urthboy]